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Prologue

 

Nestled in the lush countryside of England existed a mysterious place called Finkleton. Finkleton was too small to be considered a town. It was so tiny it couldn’t even be located on a map.

But Finkleton was a thriving, self-sufficient community. Every year all its farms overflowed with delicious fruits and vegetables. The farmers traded and sold their produce with each other, and then sold any excess crops at markets in nearby towns.

The weather in Finkleton was perfect for each farmer—so perfect, in fact, that no farmer had ever wanted to move away.

Sometimes outsiders tried to persuade farmers to sell their land. The farmers would tell them “no,” but the outsiders would keep trying to change their minds.

Some folks say Finkleton is home to the luckiest lands in England. Others shrug and say instead that it is a magical place.